Give Me Your Pinky, How Did the Crazy Sea Monster Turn into a Puppy?

[Beauty × Sea Monster]

[Sci-fi setting | Racial conspiracy | Patriotic main plot | Unhinged male lead × A somewhat cunning female lead | A super-sweet romance

Note: The leads are normal people, and there will be no melodramatic, angsty romance. Many elements are the author’s own inventions.]

Sith knew he was a truly wicked sea monster.

Throughout his long life, slaughter had been his only pleasure.

He had sat securely at the top for so long that his unruly younger brother, in an attempt to seize his position, actually revealed the planet’s location and allowed Hailan Star to be invaded by an interstellar force.

“You can have the position, but I hope my foolish little brother has the brains to deal with the consequences.”

Gravely wounded, Sith was swept by turbulent currents to a remote island.

There, a little human rescued him, and he just happened to evade the swarm of sand-biting worms sent to destroy all evidence.

He didn’t know what it meant to like someone, but from the very first moment he saw that little human, he wanted to eat her.

She was so fair, her skin the color of the pearls he loved most.

She was a little scheming, always secretly up to pointless but amusing tricks.

She was a bit of a fool, and without him, she turned into a poor thing who was constantly watching everyone else’s expressions.

And yet… he found himself liking her.

He liked her so much that, to save her life, he actually gave her his own demon core.

But when he returned with the thing that could save her, all that remained was his dead subordinate. She was gone.

…

At the interstellar welcome banquet held in his honor, with all eyes on him, he surveyed the crowd coldly.

His gaze finally locked onto someone in the middle of the room:

That woman was smiling serenely, her arm linked with another man’s, as she gracefully entered the grand banquet hall.